Rompeolas

Take me to see the sunrise
from all the moon's portals
take me to the port and the boardwalk
when the sky fills with seagulls
Illuminating the dark streets
every star that slept alone tonight
(from the breakwater I remember you)
controlled flight, hanging from the pole
of the banners
And now I can't lend you my coat anymore
or undress you, or sweat with you
or keep calm, or tell you the things
I've never told you
And now I can't lend you my wings anymore
or lift your skirt
or hold you with vice
now it's the same to laugh at everything
as it is to cry for nothing
Take me to see the sunrise
when it tangles the hair on your neck
take me to the port of shipwrecks
and to the docks that don't hear your questions
Unfurling misty handkerchiefs
it's been a few hours since I lost count
(from the breakwater I drift away from you)
wrong flight, your voice is the wind
that breaks the waves